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The Lambda Legion dropship thundered in a blue sky over what had been Brasilia. The once proud human city was now in ruins. A few smaller buildings had survived the devastation of hundreds of years of disrepair and war. Ter'Nik looked out a small window, watching the city below.
"What a dump." Niterrel muttered, as she glanced out the window. Pushing off the side of the craft she walked back to where she had been sitting.
"It could be worse," Ter'Nik said, still watching the ground. The ruins got more and more contemporary as they flew closer to a Breed-controlled facility. He scratched his long, anteater-like nose with a long claw. He looked up at her. She looked more like a wolf though. He knew she was something called a Jackalhound. They were usually soldiers, so seeing a mage who was a Jackalhound he found rare.
"So, which century you from?"
"I'm not in the milit
The Undefeated Knight
Gallant knight, brave and bold, forward go
Championing justice for both high and low
Long ago, parents did name him Bob
And raised him eating corn on the cob
For a peasant farmer's son was he
Until called to battle for both king and country
He went forth with pitchfork, weapon of a farmer,
And absolutely awful abstracted armor
So strange he looked that the enemy fell back in fear
Not wanting such a man to come them near
And so the battle turned into a rout
Without any real fighting to brag about
As a celebrated hero returns now the knight
Never having fought in this or any other fight
Epic for Talkos
The waves beat heavily
Against the shore.
Yet even in the large
Swells of water
Still do flutter
Only one, though, while
Playing in the kelp
Heard his desperate
Cries for help
In the high surge
On a ship about to give
A man sacrificed himself
So another might live.
Down he sank,
Under crashing wave
Sure that this
Would be his grave.
From the kelp beds
She watched him sink
And she leapt forward
Before she could think.
She swam to him and
Took him in her arm
Then swam to the surface,
Much to his alarm.
When they reached the shore
She gently let him go
She then sang to him
A song all mermaids know
"People shun me because
Of who I am
I am something
They don't understand
It was one of the happiest times in Kiyune's entire life. The landscape spread out before in a never ending carpet of flowers, and even if there was no water to be seen, just so many flowers, so much color, so much life and energy, made her happy just to be a part of it. Around and around she spun, letting the joy flow through her entire being. And then Rain was beside her, and the two of them through flowers at one another, and in the afternoon sun it looked like gold that they were throwing. As they played, Kiyune sensed another force, but never once did she think it was anything but friendly. She ran into Mesiyeru's open arms, Rain following close behind, but staying far enough back that Kiyune had a moment with Mesiyeru to herself. There the water witch and the necromancer kissed.
The instant their lips touched, everything around them went dark. Rain disappeared without a sound, but Kiyune instantly felt h
ReflectionsVal's pursuit led him to the foul beast's domain. The hollowed-out cavern reeked of blood and rancid meat. The dim light he had seen as he charged through the tunnel after the monster could now be identified: torches. Rows of mysteriously lit torches lined the walls of the huge cave. At its center was a substantially large labyrinth of mirrors.
He spotted the beast entering.
He spun his silver broadsword in his hand and hurried in behind it.
His garb was a simple blue and white crusader's leather with thick armored pads and reinforcing steel studs. Lightweight and flexible, but quite effective defense against blunt blows and – in a pinch – the slashing claws of the unholy spawn of the earth. All monster-hunters wore a similar variety in Val's experience. It would serve him well in these close quarters of the mirrored maze.
Right, left, forward, left, right he turned, always catching a glimpse of the beast's tail as he wove his way through the corridors. Every so often he sp
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